The Day
(sing to the tune of: The Night Chicago …passed away, kicked the bucket, met its maker, ceased to breath, D.i.e.d.)
In the chill of a winter morn
In the land of the dollar bill
When the town of Chicago tried
And they talk about it still
When the town of Al Capone
With their fingers made of foam
And a lot of empty talk
Met the forces of the Hawks
♪♫
I heard Jay Cutler cry
He blew the play the day Chicago tried
Brother what a sight it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory be
I heard Coach Lovie cry
I heard him pray the day Chicago tried
Brother what a sight it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Yes indeed
And the sound of the battle rang
Through the seats over Soldier Field
'Til the last of the whooped Bears gang
to the Seahawks had to yield
There was shouting in the street
And the sound of running feet
And I asked someone who said
That the Hawks got in their heads
♪♫
I heard Jay Cutler cry
I heard him pray the day Chicago tried
Brother what a sight it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory be
I heard Coach Lovie cry
He called the plays the day Chicago tried
Brother what a sight it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Yes indeed
And there was no sound at all
But the clock upon the wall …tick, tock, tock, tock,
Then the door burst open wide
And Pete Carroll stepped inside
And he kissed Seattle’s face
And the Bears left in disgrace
♪♫
The day Chicago tried
The day Chicago tried
Brother what a sight the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed!
It ain't easy being a Seattle fan.
ReplyDeleteBut hey, there's always next year!
If you think being a Seattle fan is bad, try being a Buffalo Bills fan.
ReplyDeleteMy sincere sympathies Pam ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks for your condolences.
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